Hypocrisy (Austlan Cashby)

Chapter 17

"Austin, I'm wet," I paused, knowing how he'd take it. I was right. He busted into laughter. Rolling my eyes, I pointed to the towels that were on top of the toilet.

Austin offered me his hands, but I was too weak to get up. Every time I had tried, I would slip into the water again. He sighed, putting his hands under me and lifting me out of the bathtub.

I think I found myself in his eyes. The eyes I loved, with the dots. God, those dots have made their way into my life. Brown eyes had always been a turn off for me, considering I had brown eyes. But, Austin made it different by the way the light shown in his. Personally, I think it's funny how I could hate something on myself, but love it on him. He suits the darkness more than I do. He lights up the shitty brown colour to where I just want to swim in it.

He started to move the towel to my hair, moving it around and messing up my "styled" ginger locks. Throwing the towel down after he had dried most of my body off, he looked down at me and smiled at my frown. He knew me too well to think he'd get away with fucking up my hair.

"Your hair looks fab, Alan." I gave him my death glare.

"Shut the fuck up," I said in my faked angry voice.

Austin leaned down, his lips brushing my ear.

"Make me," he whispered, sending chills down my spine.

Once again, I found myself in his eyes. Looping my fingers in his hair, I kissed him. After all, he can't talk when his lips are occupied.

He picked me up and carried me to the bed. Placing me on the cheap mattress and taking off only my shirt.

"Austin, I'm cold," I said through shaking teeth.

He nodded, turning off the fan and getting another warm towel. The rough surface of the towel rubbed against my skin as he dried off my flesh.

"Alan, I'm going to go get your boxers. In the meantime I need you to take of your pants."

"W-why?"

"They're soaked. I don't want you getting sick or even being uncomfortable."

I nodded, waiting for after he left to slip off my pants. They were heavy and I just threw them to the floor. Now, I was cold.

Austin came back with the towel, questioning if he could dry me off. Despite the awkward tension I knew would follow, I allowed him. He was so gentle. Rubbing the towel down my scarred thighs like if he went to fast the skin would rip off. He knew I was nervous and only went up to a certain point on my thighs and went all the way to my feet. Soon, everything was dry except that point on my thigh. It was quite uncomfortable. The same questioning look appeared in his eyes, but this time I was hesitant to nod. But, this time I said a huge "fuck it" and nodded my head.

He was gentle, cleaning off my upper and inner thigh first. It was hilarious how much I had to think of gross shit to "stay calm".

When he was done, I slid my boxers on and left it at that. Although I was dried off, I was still quote cold. Shivers erupted through my body, once again. Austin took the hint and jumped in bed with me, wrapping his arms around my torso and pulling me closer to him. Cuddling is the best, especially with a tall person.

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Authors note

Really short, sucky chapter. Sorry guys. But, I just posted a frerard fan fiction and on top of that, I'm going to start doing one shots. Request are open for these bands-

My chemical romance
Of mice and men
All time low
Black veil brides
Mindless self indulgence
Memphis May fire
Let live
The story so far
We are the in crowd
Tonight alive
Paramore
We came as Romans
A day to remember
Bring me the horizon
Sleeping with sirens
Pierce the veil

And more, just comment and I'll tell you if I know them or not. Please put request in the comments of this chapter or on my message board. I suck at smut, so I really don't want to do it. :) I love you all, a lot.